khwaab | completed.

vogue

author's pov

it had been a week since all those banters , time wss running and they were getting closer to their engagement , vridha had an interview with vogue today and this was where she was going to reveal her engagement with abhimaan

"hi bhabs the ring is with me and i am near your office - rey" reyansh was appointed to give vridha the ring which people thought was "the proposal ring"

checking out her outfit once again vridha looked at herself with a sigh "lets get over with this soon shall we?" things weren't easy at all for her , after the last encounter with her father dearest she had dodged the only call she had received from her mother probably wanting to victimise herself and start with the blame game

they had no idea about this whole marriage thingy and as much as she tried to cover up with the excuses like "they're busy with some work" "they called saying they will be here by next week hopefully" "i guess they will miss the engagement aunty" etc etc

even though his family was suspicious but dadu had been the constant support system handling all this for me

"V!!!" loud voice brought her back "god rey meri jaan chali jaati abhi" (my soul would've left my body) keeping a hand on her chest as she looked at him with utter shock "aur agar aap ese hi mirror mae aur khudko taadte toh meri jaan chale jaati haayee" (and if you would've continued staring at the mirror my soul wouldve left my body)

with his hand on the chest and a dramatic smile on his face he pretended to fall looking at vridha making her chuckle "i don't remember sending you here to flirt with my fiancée"

vridha's pov

abhimaan stood tall in front of the door which apparently was apparently wide open for people to see??? him calling me his fiancée did bring me tingles in my tummy

he came towards me with TULIPS???? kissing my forehead lovingly as he placed the flowers in my hands making me shocked , what is this guy doing? why are my cheeks red? WHY IS HE SO CUTE? control V control!!!!!! but AAHHHHHHH

"someone was looking at us" he said coldly his hands no more on my waist and the smile long gone
oh

simply nodding my head i kept the flowers on the table , wore the ring and glanced at myself in the mirror one last time before going out of the room with confidence and power lingering my face

my white blazer and pants with a black overtop coat , gold jewellery and the perfect amount of make up i know i look pretty , the ring in my hand was shining brightly reflecting the sun light as if screaming that now you belong to him
i would never belong to a man
i would never let any man have control over me ever again
and that is why i need to stop whatever i am feeling , stop whatever this bullshit is

"good morning maam we will roll in 5 minutes" the woman who was going to take my interview said "alright lemme just take my place" sitting on the chair with coffee in my hand i re read the script ready to take over the world with my absolutely perfect lies once again

"even though being a malhotra got me my own level of security i knew i had to do something without them to make them proud" lies the thing i hated the most was the name malhotra and i couldn't wait to get rid of it
"my relationship with my family is very personal and i would like to keep it that way" lies i hated them and there was nothing personal between two practical strangers tied with blood